Into the Life of Hadji 2 Part 6



	"Help!  Someone help!" screamed Hadji. 

	Some nurses immediately put Miana on a stretcher and wheeled her

away while another contacted Dr. Wallace. 

	Hadji was torn as to where to go. 

	"Hadji, you stay with Jonny." 

	"Moniri--" 

	"I'll go to Miana.  Jonny needs someone now." 

	"Hadji, please call Dad and Race." 

	"Yes, Jonny." 

	Hadji paced the floor until Benton and Race arrived and rushed in

twenty minutes later. 

	"Dr. Quest--" 

	"Hadji, go to her.  And, thanks for staying with Jonny." 

	Hadji nodded and rushed off. 

	Dr. Wallace intercepted him on Miana's floor. 

	"Doctor?" 

	"Her excitement combined with her fall pushed her into premature

labor, and we couldn't stop it.  She's in maternity.  Follow me." 

	"I must go in." 

	"Hadji, under normal--" 

	"I do not care about normal circumstances!  She is my wife and she

is carrying my child!  She needs me!" 

	"Very well.  We'll scrub you down and suit you up." 

	Dr. Wallace helped Hadji scrub down and put on surgical clothes. 

Miana was in the middle of labor when he walked in.  He immediately

grabbed her hand. 

	She looked over at him. 

	"Had-ji!" she said between gasps. 

	"Push, Miana!" prompted Dr. Wallace. 

	"Doctor, she's crowning." said a nurse. 

	"We see the head!  Miana, you're doing fine." 

	"aaaaaaAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed.  With that came the push

that forced the baby's head out.  With that, the doctor produced a tiny,

one pound, two ounce boy. 

	"You have a son, Mrs. Singh.  However, we have to get him to

neonatal immediately." 

	"I-can't-hold-him?" she gasped. 

	"No.  It will be a number of weeks before you will be able to.  We

have to examine him, and keep him in a sterile environment due to his

premature birth." 

	"He is so tiny!  Will he live?" 

	"I honestly can't say.  However, with all the new advances, babies

of his size have a wonderful survival rate." 

	"That-much-at-least-is-good..." Miana gasped, then fell asleep. 

	"She's exhausted.  Mr. Singh, as soon as they are cleaned up, you

can accompany your wife in her room and see your son.  But you will have

to suit up to see him." 

	Hadji nodded. 

	Hours later, Miana awoke, and she and Hadji were looking at their

son through the glass outside the ward.  Dr. Wallace came up to them. 

	"Hadji, Miana-- you will be relieved to know your son doesn't have

any major problems save his small size and need for his lungs to develop. 

He should be fine, providing no complications occur.  Do you have a name?" 

	Miana and Hadji looked at each other. 

	"Rajan Haresh Singh." beamed Miana.  "Using Hadji's middle name

and the name of his father." 

	Hadji nodded. 

	Benton and Race came up to them. 

	"I'm sorry we couldn't be here sooner.  How's the baby?  What did

you name it?" 

	"He's fine," answered Miana.  "We just have to pray for no

complications.  How's Jessie?" 

	"She's bad."  said Race sadly.  "No one has any idea what to do." 

	All were silent for a moment. 

	"We named him Rajan Haresh Singh." answered Hadji. 

	"Isn't he beautiful?" asked Miana, pointing to him through the

window.  "Just like his father. 

	"Good choice." replied Benton.  "Your middle name as his first,

and your father's name as his middle?" 

	"Yes." 

	Benton and Race looked through the window at the tiny, dark

complected baby right in front of the window.  He was only a few inches

long, with soft, downy black hair.  He was sleeping, and had electrodes on

his chest monitoring his vital signs. 

	"Excuse me." said Race, turning to leave. 

	"I guess Race feels the same way Jessie does." said Miana after he

left.  "Deprived, and maybe a bit jealous, although he already has a

grandson." 

	"It still doesn't take away the pain of this loss, though. 

Jessie's baby was due in another month." observed Benton. 

	Doctor Wallace came back up to them. 

	"Miana, I forgot to tell you in all the excitement that your

latest test came back perfect and you'll be starting physical therapy

within the week." 

	Miana beamed. 

	"Thank you, doctor!  You've been wonderful!  It's not many women

lucky fortunate enough to have a doctor talented enough to have their

general practitioner double as their ob/gyn." 

	"I'm here to serve." smiled Dr. Wallace. 

	"I only bring in the best." smiled Benton as he patted Dr. Wallace

on the shoulder and shook his hand. 

	"Thanks, doctor." Benton said to him. 

	"That's what friends are for." answered Dr. Wallace.  "I just wish

I could help Mrs. Quest.  Unfortunately, her problem is out of my field

entirely." 

	"The sentiment is appreciated, and I'm sure Race and Jonny would

agree." 

	"Speaking of which, Dr. Wallace, can I go up to them?" asked

Miana. 

	"I don't think they'll let you in to see Mrs. Quest, but you can

at least accompany Mr. Quest in the waiting room." 

	"Thank you, doctor." 

	With that, Hadji wheeled Miana up to level seven, followed by

Moniri and Benton. 

	Jonny's head popped up as they entered the room.

	"Congrats, Miana." said Jonny softly. "Race told me the news." 

	"Thanks.  By the way, I start physical therapy within the week." 

	Jonny attempted to give a lopsided grin. 

	"That's great." 

	"Any word?" asked Hadji. 

	"None." answered Race bitterly. 

	Miana put her hand on her temple. 

	"Mi?" asked Moniri. 

	"She's awake." said Miana.  "I have to--" 

	"Miana, the doctor--" started Hadji. 

	"Hadji, I don't care what they say.  Me and Jessie have developed

a link through all this.  She needs me now more than ever.  She's getting

ready to throw another fit, and I have to go in there before she does." 

	"One problem, Mi.  That nurse sitting outside the door, listening

for any sound coming from that room." 

	"God, if only I could walk!  With a distraction, I could zip in,

but not in this thing!" 

	"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" 

	All of a sudden, Jessie burst from her room and started running

before anyone had time to react. 

	"Jessie!!!" everyone shouted in unison, Miana the loudest. 

	Adrenaline started pumping, and without thinking, Miana jumped

from her chair and started running after Jessie. 

	"JESSSSIEEEE!!!!!" 

	Time was running in slow motion as Miana sprinted behind Jessie,

and launched into the air and pulled her down in a football-style tackle. 

The family and the hospital staff were frozen in shock.  Miana rolled

Jessie over onto her back and pinned her hands to the floor. 

	"Hadji!" 

	Hadji immediately knew what to do.  Hospital staff started to

surround them as Hadji knelt beside Jessie. 

	"Race!  Keep them back!" 

	Race leapt up and started pushing them away, telling them to stay

back, as the Singhs knew what they were doing. 

	"NOOOOOO!!!" 

	Hadji and Miana both held one of Jessie's arms down with one hand

each, and put the other hand on her temples.  They started chanting a

mantra simultaneously, while attempting to join her mind and bring her

back. 

	Hospital security came in, but Race was a one-man army all but

threatening them serious bodily harm. 

	Hadji and Miana had an audience of more than thirty people as a

hush fell over the ward while they worked.  Word had gotten to Dr.

Wallace, and his mouth hit the floor when he saw Miana's role in the

situation.  Five minutes seems like an eternity when Jessie calmed down

and fell unconscious.  The mantra continued, and after another twenty

minutes, Jessie awoke and started turning her head side to side. 

	"Wh-what happened..." she whispered.  "What's going on?  Why am

I... Why are you--" 

	Miana looked up with a giant smile. 

	"She's back."